Chapter Seventy-Two: The Road Can Be Made

On the glazed platform, the black clothes took the lead.

The crowd was speechless.

The long wind rose, blowing through the stone steps of white marble, and passing through the entire Zixiao Palace.

The hem of everyone's clothes fluttered, the green silk rolled, and even the brush on the table shook.

Zhao Zheng held his sword on the high platform and smiled.

In this way, Zhao Zheng threw away the jade. ”

"A hundred schools of learning, each with its own shortcomings. ”

Zhao Zheng's voice was very soft, but it was like thunder, disturbing the entire Zixiao Palace.

The Montessori brothers clenched their fists tightly, and now is the real problem.

A long sword can crush people, but words are difficult to suppress a hundred schools.

"What does Wang Sun mean?"

Gongsun Long, who was dressed in an ink-colored robe, raised his head slightly.

His voice represents the hearts of the people.

It also heralds the beginning of the real discourse.

The hundred schools of thought that have been fighting for hundreds of years must be discussed in the school palace.

"Literally!"

In an instant, tension was raging.

Zhao Zheng still had a trace of childishness on his face, but it did not reduce his power in the slightest, and the sword just now had already created the momentum of the Son of Heaven in the hearts of everyone.

The reason why everyone is dignified is also because the young man on the glass platform can no longer be regarded as a child, but the future co-owner of Kyushu.

Xun was wearing a blue robe, although his white hair was pale, his eyes were still like dragons.

He gently took off a roll of bamboo slips and said:

"A hundred schools of thought naturally have their shortcomings, heaven and earth have their shortcomings, nothing is perfect, no one is perfect, it is not worth being surprised. ”

Zhao Zheng smiled, and under his wide robe, he walked with his sword.

The light in his eyes was like a scorching sun.

"If there is a deficiency in the national law, thousands of people will be lost, and if the national policy is short, thousands of people will die. ”

Zhao Zheng walked to the edge of the high platform, leaned over and said:

"There is a shortage of heaven and earth, there is a shortage of humanity, and we should also gain and avoid shortcomings, so can the public have objections?"

"Nothing!"

It was Zou Yan who spoke, he learned from the art of the Yin and Yang family, the words of the Heavenly Dao, except for the Taoist, only he understood it best.

The way of heaven has more than it loses and makes up for what it lacks.

Zhao Zheng waved his sleeves, a ten-year-old boy, but he was as bold as a prince for decades.

The momentum of the bear and tiger, the song of the Son of Heaven.

"But the techniques of a hundred schools of thought should not be used to promote their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, so that the harm of current politics is minimal. ”

"I haven't tried to make up for it. ”

Zhao Zheng's voice echoed throughout the hall.

The way of debate is the most jealous of the enemy's luck like Changhong.

Gongsun Long knew that unless someone cut off his words at this time, it would be really difficult.

But looking around at everyone, no one talked about it.

The one Huang Shi seemed to have little interest in judging his words, and the Confucian one seemed to want to hear the young man's debate.

And Gongsun Long had to admit that this young man was indeed reasonable.

There is a shortage of hundreds of schools, but there is nothing lacking in the world?

"Confucianism is benevolent, Legalism is punishable, Mojia is love, farmers are farming, famous people are saying, Yin and Yang are saying the way of heaven, and the way of the sons is also humane. ”

Zhao Zheng faced the people of a hundred families, generously and high-spirited.

Pointing out the country, passionate words.

"How humane?"

"All things are permanent, the sun and the moon have lines, this is the way of heaven, the way of heaven is impermanent and ruthless, and the most righteous and upright. ”

"He does not rejoice in things, he does not grieve because of the times, he has no benevolence, he cannot control, he has no verbal arguments, he does not punish people for killing people, he does not reward people for saving people, he has no good or evil, and he has nothing to do. ”

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest. ”

Zhao Zheng's voice was childish, and the tail note was like a common man looking down.

Humanity has never been the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is what man fears the most and is least afraid of.

Zhao Zheng slowly walked down from the high platform, and he looked at everyone.

"But humanity is different!"

"People are embarrassed by thinking alone, there is benevolence and righteousness, there is a legal system, there is a verbal argument, what is wrong must be punished, what is meritorious must be rewarded, and what is good and evil is distinguished. ”

"People gather in a world of humanity. ”

"Since the beginning of the ancestors of the ancients, since the beginning of the establishment of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the ancestors have been benevolent, righteous, courteous, wise and faithful, casting the text track, and becoming a human world. ”

"Therefore, it is wrong to say that the law of a hundred schools of thought is the law of humanity?"

Generosity and outspokenness are like a rushing river.

All of a sudden, the hall was empty, and only echoes remained.

"Not bad!"

Xunzi couldn't help but be convinced for a moment, and he wrote the word "person" on the book.

"This man is therefore contrary to the beast. ”

"However, the law of Confucianism is to seek benevolence and righteousness, self-cultivation and self-cultivation to govern the family and level the world. ”

"What's the shortcoming?"

Xunzi's voice carries an indescribable sense of wisdom in the vicissitudes of life.

His voice was soft, but loud.

Zhao Zheng stepped down from the top of the glass staircase.

"What is benevolence, what is righteousness, and what is benevolence and righteousness?"

"Nature is a thousand years of peace, ten thousand years of prosperity!"

"Is there a dynasty that will last for a thousand years?"

"None......... Yes!"

Xunzi shook his head gently.

Although the Zhou Dynasty lived for a long time, it was only 800 years of spring and autumn, but there is no one in the world who can compare with it.

"What is that benevolence?"

Zhao Zheng leaned over and looked at Xunzi.

The eyes that were like the scorching sun met the eyes that hid endless years in them.

Xun must admit that the young man in front of him already has the power of the master that countless subjects are asking for.

But its edge is too strong, like a dazzling sun.

"Asking for it means not asking for it. ”

"Heavenly Dao cycle, this can't be changed!"

Xunzi's complexion did not change in the slightest.

But Zhao Zheng smiled, he straightened up, looked around, and said in a loud voice:

"Heaven is ruthless, all things are fair, not happy with things, not sad because of the times, no prosperity and no defeat, no blame and no reward, the defeat of the dynasty, the decline of humanity, how can it not be changed?"

His smile was so heroic, and his voice shook the palace.

The vast palace seems to have become a hall of words at this time.

The Montessori brothers looked at the black clothes and couldn't help but feel excited.

Wang Sun, mighty!

Zhao Zheng turned around and looked at Xunzi again.

"The so-called benevolent and righteous only embody the interests of all, and everyone is benevolent and righteous, which is beneficial to all, so that humanity can prosper and take it. ”

After the words fell, Zhao Zheng turned around and walked back to the high platform, and he stepped up the glass stairs step by step.

"People can think, the world is changing day by day, and the sages teach the law to get rid of the ignorant people, so that the world is advancing day by day, and humanity is flourishing day by day. ”

"The law of a hundred schools of thought is also the law of humanity. ”

"It's not as good as it gets. ”

"But the princes do not know humanity. ”

Zhao Zheng, who walked to the high platform, paused and said:

"Humanity is changing day by day, and the law should change from time to time. ”

"The ancient law cannot be long, the world law changes at any time, take the essence, and discard the dross. ”

Under the high platform, Huang Shi, who wrote down all the words of Zhao Zheng, smiled and asked teasingly: "In the view of Wang Sun, at this time, what should the humanity in the world be?"

Zichu raised his head and looked at his son.

At this moment, the Zheng'er standing on the high platform is so unfamiliar.

is different from the obedient and sensible child in front of him, but seems to have become an emperor.

The power of Great Qin is no wonder carried by his own heirs, just such a power is indeed prosperous in everyone.

The black-clothed Zhao Zheng lowered his head and smiled.

"It changes with the times, changes with needs, and the way of public desire, but under humanity, who can take it. ”

"Promote strengths and avoid weaknesses, complement each other's shortcomings, and the road can be achieved. ”